Mother of the Thorny Oak

Welcome to the Xerneas' Garden, a center of agriculture in Yggdra. Home to Aevi Marek and her daughters, Johanna and Iris.

[dame-eikthyrni]

fxrestvitch​:

Though surprised, she accepted the fruit with gratitude. Her eyes looked at the pear in awe. It was like a piece of art, she would hesitate to take a bite of it. “Thank you so much, Jo. It’s beautiful.”

“Then perhaps you are like the Fairy Queen, coming and going from the realm as you wish.” Jo giggled, “Consider yourself always welcome here, then.”

“Would you like to see the rest of the garden?” She offered, “We have fruits, vegetables, herbs, flowers, and such. And I can even show you the cottage, we have a bunch of lovely items inside as well. It’s a little under construction, but I could still show you around.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

fxrestvitch​:

“Fairy Garden, Yggdra…?” She must be dreaming, there was no way any of this could be real. Yet, after pinching her arm, the girl did not disappear, nor did she find herself waking up back in her forest home. This was all real?

“I couldn’t pick a plant in this lovely place,” she admitted. It was one thing to do so in the wild areas or in forests of another region, it was an entirely different matter to harm those specially cared for by someone else. It was this kind of thinking that would keep her from touching the Honey Trees or berries grown in loamy soil.

Oh, but more importantly, she had forgotten to introduce herself. “My name is Tatiana, Miss…?”

“Are you lost...?” The question trailed off at the mention of her name. Tatiana? How beautiful!

“Tatiana? Like the Fairy Queen?” She asked, already too eager, “That’s such a lovely name, honestly. Mine’s Johanna, but you can call me Jo. Here!”

She fished an pear out of her little basket and held it out to Tatiana, “This is for you! Freshly picked and washed just a little bit ago. Our garden is for the community, so we welcome people to come and pick anything they need or want from it.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears​:

        “Oh, your plants don’t need to do that for me. I don’t have anything to thank them.” He replied without hesitation, as if this was the most obvious problem. Yuuto couldn’t help the garden, so why should it help him? There were definitely people who needed it more than he did. “Community…? Is there a town nearby?”

           Excellent job, Yuuto. No one will suspect that you’re not from the area if you say that. Fantastic.

Iris sees all, little dragon coward.

“Yes! There’s a beautiful little town just up the road from here, maybe another 2-3 hours by foot? It’s quite nice if you get a chance to go up that way.”

Lucky for Yuuto, Yggdra is still a relatively young Region. Most of the people who came through the Fairy Garden these days were newcomers and tourists interested in seeing the previously too dangerous to explore ruins of the area. Though, that didn’t change the fact that he turned down the offer to get something nice from the garden.

“Hm? Thank them?” Jo echoed, a little confused, “We grow the plants here to feed the community and anyone who comes by. Even the tea and medicine you’re drinking are made from plants in the garden. They grow to feed and nurture us, so I think the best way to thank them is to ensure that they do exactly that for you.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears​:

       “A professor? What a coincidence. My father is a professor as well.” Yuuto tried to move the subject along, “You did an amazing job, Ms Iris. The garden truly is amazing. Made me forget I’m allergic!” Well, obviously not. If he had truly forgotten, he wouldn’t have been sneezing.

She’s only calling him out because his bullshit radiates around him and fusses up his aura. This aura is absolutely bizarre. And Iris did not like people easily. At all. Ever. Family got a pass. She took a sip of her own tea.

“Really?” Jo, on the other hand, was terrible at reading auras. Everyone seems so nice and not like a frightening, otherworldly creature, “Perhaps our fathers could meet up and do some fun science stuff?”

She has no idea what her father studies.

“Isn’t the garden great? I could show you around it and you can pick some veggies and fruits if you’d like. Our garden is open to the community, so anyone can come and pick whatever they want or need to take home to eat.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears​:

      “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say something strange.” He said, calming his laugh to a mere smile, “It’s just such a beautiful home. It feels like I’ve walked into a fairytale. I hope living here is as pleasant as I’m imagining.”

Iris joined them at the table, pouring them each a cup of tea before sitting down.

“You clearly have an issue with plants,” Iris said, “Why would you come to a garden of all places? Especially one in full bloom?”

“Wow, no it wasn’t strange at all! Thanks for the compliment about our home,” Jo added on, retrieving the sugar, honey, and some lovely little cookies from the pantry for them, “Our parents and Iris here all worked really hard to build from the ground up. And yes, it’s very nice living here. Mom takes care of the garden while my dad is a professor, so not much happens around here.”

[fxrestvitch]

“Fair… Garden…?” Tatiana had not heard of such a place before, much less seen a paradise like the one she had found herself in. Not even her story book illustrations and imagined worlds could compare to this. Simply put, though the word was severely lacking: beautiful.

It was almost like a dream, and though wary at first, she dared to touch the petal of one of the flowers growing past her knees. ‘Soft,’ was her first thought. Finer than Wooloo wool, and colored a red in a similar shade to Artie’s eyes. She closed her eyes and breathed in. Unreal, but this world that threatened to overwhelm her senses was far too lovely an image to be conjured by her mind.

Only the stranger before her kept her from the desire to run across the fields and shout in glee. Bending slightly to perform a short curtsy, she addressed the other politely. “How do you do, miss? May I ask where, exactly, I am? I am… unsure of how I arrived.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

Watching the visitor touch the flower so carefully was a sight Jo always loved to see. This girl seemed to be utterly enthralled by the garden, which was just amazing. She gasped softly as the visitor curtsied, “I’m sorry, I tripped over myself. I meant to say ‘Fairy Garden’. Hehe, I tend to get excited when visitors come through.”

She motioned grandly to the garden, “This is my home, the Fairy Garden, one of the first gardens created in Yggdra. It’s the source of all plants that any gardener or farmer uses in the region. My family takes care of all the plants here, and you’re welcome to pick whatever you’d like. We also have some fresh baked breads and pies in the house, if that’s something you’re interested in, Miss...?”

[jumpedoverthemoon]

The dream

[veiligplekje]

To Each Her Own by John Sloane

[thestrawberrynight]

having a big cottage in the small town, spending time on the kitchen, cooking dishes from the products which you have bought in the morning on the local market, the smell of the fresh bread, listening to the Rolling Stones after waking up in the morning, having a bedroom with big windows, laying on the big bed and reading books, decorating a house with flowers and cozy things

p.s. all the photos were taken from sites "Westwing Home & Living Italia" and "Condé Nast Traveller Magazine"

[dame-eikthyrni]

Chili Pepper Parade

@superiorfirepower​ is wandering the garden

It was a gorgeous spring afternoon, the perfect time to visit a garden. Well, anytime was a perfect time to visit the Fairy Garden, as it was rumored that a Xerneas watched over the lands and kept the soil perfect for growing anything the caretakers needed to grow. Today, the flowers were in full bloom, their bright colors visible from far away and not losing their shine even when the wind whipped them up and away.

The vegetables and fruits were resplendent, bearing healthy, full produce. The herbs, hanging from trellises, filled the area with their various, beautiful aromas. At the back of the garden sat a lovely, two-story cottage, where the smells of fresh baked breads and pies would take over from the herbs as you ventured closer.

A green haired woman is in the garden today. Her demeanor is stand-offish, despite the brightly colored basket of peppers sitting on her hip. Still, she greets the visitor as they approach the garden.

“Hello there,” she called out, though it failed to sound very welcoming, “Welcome to the Fairy Garden.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

Same Witch, Different Garden

@fxrestvitch​ is wandering the garden

It was a gorgeous spring afternoon, the perfect time to visit a garden. Well, anytime was a perfect time to visit the Fairy Garden, as it was rumored that a Xerneas watched over the lands and kept the soil perfect for growing anything the caretakers needed to grow. Today, the flowers were in full bloom, their bright colors visible from far away and not losing their shine even when the wind whipped them up and away.

The vegetables and fruits were resplendent, bearing healthy, full produce. The herbs, hanging from trellises, filled the area with their various, beautiful aromas. At the back of the garden sat a lovely, two-story cottage, where the smells of fresh baked breads and pies would take over from the herbs as you ventured closer.

A blonde haired girl is in the garden today, picking vegetables and tending to plants. She looked up as the visitor approached, a smile lighting up her features.

“Hello, hello!” She called out, waving to the visitor coming up the path, “Welcome to the Fair Garden!”

[rpmemes-galore]

Send me  “ 🕸 “  for our muses to explore an old, abandoned place together

[dame-eikthyrni]

Starter Call!!

((LIKE or REBLOG to be greeted at the Fairy Garden!))

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears‌:

           Also, absent-mindedly saying, “This place is beautiful. Are you both princesses?”

           The cottage reminded him of the one Sleeping Beauty was raised in.

“Nonsense, you’re a guest!” Jo said, leading him over to the little kitchen table. She pulled a seat for him as Iris began pouring tea. If laughing was something Iris shared with anyone outside of her family, which it wasn’t, she might have barked with laughter at Yuuto’s question.

Jo, however, had been raised on princess movies and fairytales and while she was trying to be more chill about it now that she was older, a blush came over her face.

“W-what? N-no, oh goodness! We’re not princesses, we just live here with our parents!”

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears‌:

        “I’d appreciate it very much, Ms Johanna, Ms Iris.” He nodded between them, “I’m Yuuto Yumeno. I’m sorry to meet under such circumstances.”

“You’re not trespassing, Iris is mean. She doesn’t like anyone.” Jo explained, “And you don’t have to call me ‘Miss’, I’m sure we’re about the same age. You can just call me Jo, Yuuto.”

When she opened the door to the cottage, Iris would already be inside, boiling water for the tea. The inside of the cottage was something right out of a fairy tale. Fireplace with small Pokemon nestled on the couch and rug in front of it. Kitchen filled with flowers, freshly baked breads, handmade medicines, and various Bug-Type Pokemon flitting around to help. A Ribombee came fluttering to meet them in the doorway of the kitchen, holding a bottle of allergy medicine.

“Thank you, Karamell,” Jo said sweetly, turning to Yuuto, “Here we go, some house-made allergy medicine. One teaspoon with water or drink of your choice will alleviate allergy problems for about 12 hours. Would you like to drink it with some tea or just some water for now?”

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears‌:

         He bowed politely as he reiterated his apology, “I’m afraid I got turned around and thought I’d found a–” sneeze, oh heck, at least he used his elbow again, “… Park…”

“You are-”

“Not! You are not trespassing, please don’t mind my sister. She’s just mean.” And a powerful psychic who could clearly see what Yuuto was, “This is our garden, but it’s open for anyone to come and pick from. Oh! My name is Johanna and this is my sister, Iris.”

She reached out to take Yuuto’s hand, gesturing to the two-story blue and white cottage up the way, “Here, our cottage is just a little further up, we can get you some tea and some medicine for those sniffles. It’s no fun to explore the garden when your allergies are acting up.”

[dame-eikthyrni]

spacial-tears‌:

       Yuuto slowed is walk, crouching down near a flowering bush. Stupidly taking a sniff– and then sneezing. Once. Twice. Three times, for the boy with allergies!

    “… maybe this garden is trying to kill me after all.”

The two Marek daughters were out in the garden early. Johanna was pruning the vegetables and checking on the fruits, while Iris moved through the flower beds, watering each bush. The older sister stopped at the sound of someone sneezing behind a bush of hibiscus.

“I’m sure the flowers will take lenience on you it if you didn’t sneeze on them,” she said, leaning over the bush. Jo was trotting across the garden, concern on her face.

“Iris, don’t be mean!” Jo gasped, “Hello, sir! Are you okay? Are you in need of some allergy medicine?”